I must say, Xiao Song is truly a remarkable person.
Bo Jingshen admitted that he wasn't inferior to anyone in terms of work ability, but he felt that none matched Song Boyuan's capability in getting things done.
Even though he was hospitalized for observation due to a concussion, in just one night, he had contacted all the necessary experts, and the time for video consultations had been set.
Not only that, but he had also arranged for the construction team that would remodel Su Lu's store into a dance studio, and they were all set to go to Su Lu's store today.
When the store manager called her to confirm this, Su Lu was still in bed.
Lazily, she turned over from Bo Jingshen's embrace and stretched her arm to grab the cellphone on the bedside table.
"Hello?" Su Lu saw the name on her screen, "Xiao Zheng, what's up?"
Detecting the laziness in Su Lu's voice, the manager quickly said, "Sorry, Teacher Su, to disturb your rest."
"It's fine, go ahead."
